This is a song about "Birds"

I do it for the birds

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

She like dudes whit lotto money from flippin lotta birds

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

My words, skillful like flying birds,

You know that love is a very serious thing

Those stupid birds are chirping in her ear keeps ringing

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

In the sky, telling birds to move it when i fly past

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Sitting here spitting these words talking to birds

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

You heard a little #birdie #tweet, fuck what the birds say

Like those birds i'll keep flapping

Why not me the same thing